So Jerry B., Mutt and I left our little corner of the state to take the back roads to Akron… no Interstates for us. Our first stop was in Zanesville at Fink Harley Davidson.
After borrowing the restroom for a moment and looking at lots of stuff none of us could afford, we continued north towards Akron.
The Four Absolutes
We got in on Thursday, the day before it all officially started so our first stop after the hotel was the Mt. Peace Cemetery and Dr. Bob’s grave site.
The next stop was at the Gatehouse on the Stan Hyet where Henrietta Sieberling arranged the first meeting between Bob Smith and Bill Wilson.
Then a run to Dr. Bob’s house on Ardmore before the weekend crowd.
I missed this last year… it recharges my batteries for sure.
I found, as always, the weekend to be unbelievably powerful.
Hard to see… but there are fifteen thousand people surrounding me!
Our friend Maria V. joined us for the Big Meeting and the Run To Dr. Bob’s Grave this morning.
If you don’t tear up when you hear Amazing Grace payed on the bagpipes… you’re never going to tear up.
Yep… these are some of my dearest friends and it was an honor to share the weekend with them.
A ride home in the rain today… and back to ‘reality.’ Off on the road later this week.